Chapter 170

The sky in Dragon City, although the day is clear and thin, but after nightfall, the wind is cold.

After all, it's autumn, and although the autumn tiger is still powerful, the weather is getting cooler day by day. This is even more evident in the evening.

In the small building, just after dinner, Terashima Yu and Terashima Concubine were washing the dishes, and on the sofa in the living room, Tang Xiyue and Han Tingxiang were barefoot, discussing nail art on their toes.

Ye Huan did not go to the playground to run, but stood in the living room to watch TV. Seeing this scene, Han Tingxiang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, Ye Huan began to be lazy, and he became more and more normal.

However, I still feel that today's Ye Huan is a little strange. Standing there, with the TV on, his eyes never looked up. Constant back and forth. I kept pulling out cigarettes from my cigarette case, but it seemed that I didn't know what I wanted to do.

Sometimes, when the cigarette is not lit, it is sent to the mouth. Sometimes, the cigarette is lit until it reaches the butt and you forget to take a puff.

What's wrong with him?

Several people in the room, although they were all busy with their own things, did not forget to look at Ye Huan from beginning to end.

Yes!

Suddenly, Ye Huan let out a miserable scream, and his body fell heavily to the ground, and the whole person curled up in a ball, trembling constantly.

"Ye Huan, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you!"

The four women surrounded at the same time, only to see Ye Huan curled up into a ball, foaming at the mouth, beads of sweat the size of beans on his face, falling in bursts.

"Ye Huan, Ye Huan......" Han Tingxiang shouted anxiously: "What's wrong with you!"

Ye Huan didn't know what was wrong with him, he only felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if a nail had been smashed into his heart and could no longer be pulled out.

After careful calculation, that moment was the time when Master Lianhua drove the crane west.

Ye Huan fell ill from this day, lying on the bed and babbling nonsense, occasionally awake and occasionally confused. He couldn't hear what was being said in his ear, and sometimes it sounded like thunder, and sometimes it was so quiet that there was nothing.

This disease is three days. Three days later, Zhang Baifeng appeared at Wutong Middle School and brought the news to Ye Huan.

In a trance, only providence arranged, Ye Huan, who had been in a coma, suddenly woke up on this day.

He listened to the news calmly, didn't say anything, was dazed, felt some strength in his body, and fell out of bed.

Sitting at the head of the bed and knocking on his forehead, Ye Huan said, "Find Li Qingmeng." ”

opened his mouth to speak, and at this moment, Ye Huan suddenly found that his voice was hoarse for some reason, and when he opened his mouth, there was a smell of stone rubbing.

Li Qingmeng soon appeared in the small building, and saw that Ye Huan had already changed his clothes, and the whole person was dressed in black, clean and clean, but his expression was a little haggard.

"Qingmeng, let's go back to the Hidden Dragon Temple together. Ye Huan opened his mouth, but his eyes did not look at Li Qingmeng, but kept looking at the north.

Ye Huan, Li Qingmeng, Zhang Baifeng, and Miaoyu set off, went all the way to the Hidden Dragon Temple, and appeared at the foot of Changbai Mountain at noon the next day.

The four of them walked along the mountain road, all the way very slowly, Ye Huan walked in front, the winding mountain road, occasionally he stopped in one place, sighed softly, and seemed to remember something.

In this way, after walking for two hours on the short mountain road, the figures of the four appeared in front of the mountain gate of the Hidden Dragon Temple.

"Uncle, Uncle......"

"Master ......"

Along the way, everyone he met lowered his hand and saluted Ye Huan.

Ye Huan nodded in agreement and responded with a smile.

Today's Hidden Dragon Temple is still lively, and intermittent pilgrims are still praying to the Buddha in the main hall.

The weather was clear, and the sun was slanting, sprinkling a white expanse.

But if you sink your mind, you will realize that under this calm and comfort, there is a kind of coldness and silence hidden. It seems that everyone in the Hidden Dragon Temple today is a little strange, and it seems that everyone is reluctant to speak.

"Senior Brother Tianxin......" Tianhua, the abbot of the Hidden Dragon Temple, greeted him, and Ye Huan bowed his head and saluted.

Imperceptibly, Tianhua sighed and fixed his mind: "The four seniors are in the meditation room, and I will lead you to meet them." ”

In the meditation room, there are four people: Li Yingxu, children, butchers, and wild old roads.

Among these four people, the only one Ye Huan recognized was Li Yingxu, and the others had never heard of the master.

A serious disciple salute, Ye Huan spoke: "Disciple Ye Huan, I have seen four seniors. ”

"Ye Huan, Bai Feng'er, let me introduce you. Li Yingxu coughed lightly and spoke, first pointing at the child and said: "This surname is Sun, there is no need to mention the bandit number on the rivers and lakes, you just call him Senior Sun." ”

"The disciple has seen Senior Sun. ”

The child frowned: "You are Ye Huan, the apprentice of the old monk!"

The voice landed, and suddenly, he stretched out his big hand and pressed it on Ye Huan's shoulder.

A strong force attacked, pushing Ye Huan to the ground.

"The old monk has been a bastard all his life, how can he accept such an unsuccessful disciple. The child pursed his lips with a disdainful expression.

Ye Huan struggled to get up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and did not answer.

Li Yingxu sighed, and pointed to the butcher again: "This surname Zhu is known as holding the sky with both arms, but this was a long time ago, and you call him Zhu Senior now." ”

"I've seen the seniors. ”

Li Yingxu pointed to the last old man again: "This surname is Shi, crazy and crazy Shidao." ”

"Ye Huan has seen his predecessors. ”

Ye Huan looked at the last old man, vaguely, feeling that he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it in his memory. Lao Dao looked at his appearance, and his expression was also thoughtful.

Then, in this meditation room, Li Yingxu told Ye Huan about the death of Master Lianhua. How did he find all five people, and how did he use the power of Huaxia Jianghu in Norway to make an appointment with the priest. In the end, it was said that in the end, Master Mercy Flower used the golden body Arhat and died of exhaustion.

Speaking of this, Li Yingxu deliberately glanced at Ye Huan twice. He knew Ye Huan's temperament, and he had a deep relationship with Master Lianhua, for fear that he wouldn't be able to stand it for a while, and there was no doubt about his body.

But after seeing Ye Huan listen, he was silent for a long time, and finally said softly: "Master Hero I, he should have left this world so heroically, if he is really allowed to die on the hospital bed, I am afraid that Master may not be happy." ”

"It's best if you think like that. Li Yingxu sighed and said.

Tianhua Zen Master said: "Master's body has been cremated, and the ashes are buried on the mountain, and the Jianghu sect has not been notified, with Master's temperament, he may not like someone to disturb him." I didn't tell you, because I was afraid that you would be sad, so don't go to your heart. ”

"That's how it should be, that's how it should be. Ye Huan nodded lightly, repeated it again, and said, "It should be like this." ”

Li Yingxu opened his mouth and said: "Ye Huan, I have something to remind you, your master made too many enemies during his lifetime. I don't know how many people in the world are afraid of your master's majesty, but they don't dare to appear in the world, he is gone, I am afraid that many people are about to move, you yourself, be careful. ”

Before his death, Master Lianhua was arrogant and domineering, specializing in convincing people with force, and when he encountered someone who was not convinced, he was beaten with fat. In this way, in exchange for the respect of the entire rivers and lakes, but secretly, there are many people who hold grudges.

Now, Master Mercy has left this world, and I am afraid that many people will not be able to bear the loneliness.

Ye Huan nodded: "Disciple can save it." ”

Seeing that Ye Huan was listless when he said this, Li Yingxu shook his head lightly, and he didn't know if Ye Huan had listened to these words. Hopefully, he will take it to heart.

"Tianxin, Master's tomb is on the mountain, do you want me to take you to see it. "Tianhua Dao.

Ye Huan shook his head: "I'll go by myself, and I'll take a walk around the mountain casually." ”

Ye Huan and Zhang Baifeng left the meditation room, and the butcher stared at his back, scratching his head and saying, "This is the old monk's apprentice, he looks very ordinary." If you can't fight back, you can't fight back, this is someone taught by the old monk!"

Ye Huan didn't hear this, walked aimlessly on the mountain, and didn't know how long he walked, and before he knew it, he came to the small courtyard where Master Lianhua lived alone before his death.

Dusk has already set, the fire in the west is burning, and the burning sunset has clothed the small courtyard with a red coat. Three thatched houses, a fenced yard, and a peach tree in the yard.

At this moment, it is already autumn, and the peach trees have just borne fruit, green and red, and they are also very beautiful.

Ye Huan stood alone under the peach tree, looked up at the peach tree above his head, stopped for a long time, and did not speak for a long time.

Zhang Baifeng, Miaoyu, and Li Qingmeng stood behind Ye Huan, looking at Ye Huan intently.

Ye Huan put his hands behind his back and was silent for a long time, not saying a word.

"Ye Huan, mourning, people always have a day to go......"

Zhang Baifeng opened his mouth to comfort Ye Huan, but was interrupted by Ye Huan. I saw Ye Huan shaking his head, looking at the lush peach leaves, and said, "Bai Feng......"

Zhang Baifeng immediately took a step closer and said, "Ye Huan, I'm here." ”

"Half a year ago, when I left Master, the peach blossoms were blooming brightly, and now in a blink of an eye, the peach trees are all bearing fruit, and time flies really fast. ”

"Ye Huan, don't be too sad. ”

Ye Huan shook his head and continued: "I remember that day, when I left Master, I said that when the peach blossoms bloom again next spring, I will come to Master's knee again and accompany him to drink and play cards. Bai Feng'er, will this peach tree still bloom next spring? Master, his old man, can he still drink and play cards with me?"

turned his head and looked at Zhang Baifeng. Zhang Baifeng was stunned, and subconsciously took a step back.

Ye Huan stood under the peach tree and asked himself: "No, the peach blossoms will bloom again, but Master, they will never come back." ”

Raising his head, looking at the sky above him, he said, "I Ye Huan, in this world, there is no master!"

"Since the peach blossoms will bloom again, and the master will not come back, then ......" Ye Huan said softly: "Then the peach blossoms in this world don't have to bloom again." ”

Suddenly, Ye Huan stretched out a punch and slammed it on the peach tree beside him, the whole peach tree swayed, the green leaves fell one after another, and the walnut-sized fruit fell to the ground with a poof.

The boundless falling trees fell, and among the fallen leaves, Ye Huan knelt on the ground, tears falling like rain.